I Went on a Date with Rage
1 min readNov 26, 2019
We Danced
I went on a date with rage.
I looked straight in her eyes,
I listened,
I watched her in all her ferociousness.
The ugliness,
the tears.
I watched her shake, tremble as if
something outside of her was pushing her back and forth,
disrupting her core.
I watched her emotions,
witnessed her pain.
Even felt the depth of her sadness,
her justifiable anger.
I went on a date with rage.
I listened,
I heard her,
I loved her deep down to her emotional core.
I danced with her,
and watched her transform
into Light.